The Unique Guardian Beast Master in Cultivation World

“Haha, I knew it!”

Feng Qing’an could not resist standing up from his bed, looking at the Crystal Spirit Grass of the Springinous. He had to remind Black Mountain not to miss it.

“Hold on!”

Having noticed Black Mountain moving forward a few steps and about to swallow the Spirit Grass of the Springinous, Feng Qing’an hastily halted him.

Although it seemed harmless to eat, it was, after all, an unfamiliar Spirit Grass.

What one person heals with, another poisons with – this is a well-known fact. You shouldn’t eat something carelessly.

“Bite off one stalk and bring it back. Pick a few wolves and have them ingest it as a test. If they’re fine after eating it, then you may eat it!”

Feng Qing’an instructed.

This treasure should be wasted in one’s own territory. The nutrients must not flow into other people’s fields.

“Awo-”

Black Mountain let out a dissatisfied howl, but still obediently followed Feng Qing’an’s orders. He bit off a small stalk of Crystal Spirit Grass, held it in his mouth, fighting the urge to swallow it, and dashed towards the wolf’s den.

By late morning, Black Mountain returned to the bloody and messy wolf’s den where a pack of wolves had been resting after devouring the tiger demon down to its bones.

When the figure of Black Mountain appeared at the wolf’s den, the pack of wolves stirred slightly. In their minds, daytime was when their wolf king usually disappeared, but at this moment, it was contrary to their usual ritual.

Having endured all the way, the moment Black Mountain saw the pack of wolves, he couldn’t wait to spit out the Spirit Grass held in his mouth. Instantly, the faint smell belonging to magical items, drifted with the wind. The wolves immediately became more restless, each clearly showing signs of craving.

However, as the Wolf King, Black Mountain possessed enough intimidation that no wolf dared to rush over and act inappropriately.

Black Mountain stood silently, watching the wolves shift from restlessness to tranquil. Afterwards, he roared and called out three mountain wolves, noticeably stronger than their peers.

Black Mountain broke the stalk of the grass into three leaves and gave them to the three wolves he picked out. After one more roar, the three wolves hastily chewed and swallowed the leaves that were as lustrous as ink jade.

Black Mountain and Feng Qing’an, who was in human settlement, watched the transformation of the three wolves. After a short moment, the three wolves began to change obviously.

They convulsed. At first, it was not noticeable, but then the three started to howl in pain while baring their fangs. The twitching of their bodies became more and more severe.

Awo! Roar-

In the end, Black Mountain watched a little startled, as the three wolves that used to be leaders and were now subservient to him, struggled painfully on the ground. As their strength gradually faded, they finally laid there gasping, motionless. Only their undulating bellies indicated they were still alive.

“Black Mountain, stay by their side and wait for them to awaken. You don’t need to come back to me today!”

Although the reaction of the mountain wolves after eating the Spirit Grass was somewhat startling, Feng Qing’an did not rush to conclusions. If this was indeed a poisonous plant, the giant insect who was bloated from overeating decorated the entrance to the cave with filth and a stinking smell, fooling everyone.

“Awo-”

Hearing Feng Qing’an’s instructions, Black Mountain felt uncomfortable but still found a clean rock on the mountain to lie down and guard the failing wolves. It also wanted to know what the effect of these few stalks of grass was.

Were they really a poisonous plant?

As day turned to night and evening fell on the mountains, Feng Qing’an made up an excuse for Black Mountain, who was away from home. In the mountains, the moment night fell, the three mountain wolves faintly woke up after sleeping all day, their eyes slightly confused, soon regained clarity.

The waiting Black Mountain instantly went up and moved around these three wolves, examining their transformation, while Feng Qing’an also arrived around the same time.

“Identification!”

He was more straightforward than Black Mountain. He couldn’t see any changes in these three wolves, but just because there was no external change, it didn’t mean that there was no internal change.

[Species: Mountain Wolf]

[Attribute: Beast] [Potential Grade: Spirit Awakening – Lower Class]

[Combat Level: None]

All three wolves had the same evaluation results. This was a significant change compared to before. He had examined many spirits in the mountains, but he could mostly only get the species name. The rest was unknown, just like the wolves subdued by Black Mountain.

This could only mean one thing, that the spirits of this mountain, for the most part, could only live out their predetermined lives, with no possibility of transformation.

But now, after eating the Spirit Grass, the potential of these three wolves has changed. Though pitifully low, this was a qualitative change. They had the potential to transform.

“No wonder that insect has such a high potential grade, so this is the purpose of the Spirit Grass – it enhances the potential of spirits, not directly increase combat strength!”

A wolf capable of transformation had appeared within the pack, which was indeed a pleasing outcome. However, Feng Qing’an was more excited about something else, a magical item that could increase potential was precisely what Black Mountain needed.

“Black Mountain, go back to the tiger’s lair and eat the Spirit Grass!”

Since mountain wolves were used to test the herb and the results were clear, Feng Qing’an urged Black Mountain, who was still dubious about the changes in his peers, to return to the tiger cave.

Upon hearing this, Black Mountain roared at the still somewhat unaccustomed wolf pack, then turned around and ran wildly towards the tiger cave again.

The tiger’s intimidating presence was still alive, even after a short day. Naturally, no one dared trespass its nest, so when Black Mountain returned, everything remained the same without any changes.

Blind to the dirt and filth outside the tiger’s den, Black Mountain raced straight to the deepest part of the cave. Filled with a strong sweet smell, this time Black Mountain no longer suppressed his desire because Feng Qing’an didn’t stop him.

Black Mountain opened his huge mouth wide and took a bite of the largest stalk of the Springinous’s Mysterious Crystal Grass. After gently chewing it a couple of times, he swallowed it. Instantly, a wave of icy coolness entered his stomach from his throat.

Once it reached his stomach, the icy coolness changed into a blazing flame in an instant. A wave of fierce pain spread throughout his body, as if being skinned and deboned. Even Black Mountain, who was huge, couldn’t help but shudder all over.

“To significantly enhance potential over a short period, it’s bound to hurt!”

Feng Qing’an could feel Black Mountain’s pain, but he was helpless. An item that could enhance potential was something countless beings longed for in this world. With just a little pain, as long as it didn’t kill, what does it count for?

“Hmm! It seems that it not only enhances potential but also slightly increases one’s strength!”

But looking at Black Mountain’s painful reactions, Feng Qing’an felt slightly guilty.

However, for a better tomorrow, Feng Qing’an felt that he should encourage Black Mountain to consume all the Spirit Grass in the Springinous and just leave a few stalks as seeds..